Then Robie appeared at the door. ‘Breakfast time,’ she giggled. When Meridee and Bob got to the breakfast table, all the girls were gathered there... A mountain of food was spread out before them. And the hungry girls were soon gobbling it all up. ‘By the way,’ Bob asked, ‘don’t those ranch hands ever try to move on you girls?’ Robie answered, ‘We told them to leave us alone. We told them that you were our daddy and you were a crazy Viet Nam vet who would go nuts and kill anyone who tried to. In the early 2000's my great aunt passed away and I went several times at her house to gather some stuff and trash everything else that I dind't need.After going into her stuff I've found a wooden box with a nice key inside (by the design I guess it was made before WW2). When I've opened I was shocked (in a good way to say so...)...Inside there were a lot of pictures (mostly b&w but there were some two dozens color ones too) of her naked (some artistic nudes but most were explicit ones) and of. I had came straight from college and as its was a warm spring evening I had on a very short, denim mini skirt, a white blouse and matching bra and panties. I wore a pair of white high heeled shoes.On entering the store I was disappointed to find other family members present as I was hoping to maybe tease him, and if the chance arose to take things further.I approached the counter and bought some items. We all began chatting. The family members and Mr R asking how I was getting on at college. We. When I reached her pussy, I lifted my head to look up. Her head was back, her hands were holding her breasts, her fingers squeezing her nipples. I dipped my head and licked her slit, then moved up and started to lightly caress her clit with my tongue. Her hands obviously had left her breasts, because they were now on my head, urging me on. I snuck another peek and her head was thrust back, her chest jutting out, breasts squeezed between her arms, her nipples pointing wantonly at the ceiling,.